The fierce yarn predator.
Do not be deceived by his adorable nature.
My Rainbow Ripple Afghan was moving happily along, until the above cat, my Bandit, got into my yarn. And I'm snowed in. Can you think of a worse situation for a yarnoholic on a mini-jag? So now I'm stuck with all the other projects which seem less enchanting, and no yarn for the Ripple, until the snow clears up a bit.
And as I write this, it begs the question - why do yarn fanatics even have cats? it seems to be a common thread among us. we like yarn, cats like yarn. so why keep them around to tangle up and snarl the yarn we hold so dear? I don't know for sure, but I bet it has something to do with that second picture up there.